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[ Enjoy the rather close and loud mewling from a cat, Hadriel. It's even rubbing against the phone and giving some lovely static as a result. There's a briefly, slightly muffled protest before it stops with a more distant mewl of protest this time. Kanda's got himself a cat, it looks like.

But that wasn't the point. Sigh, the cat got to the damn phone before he could even speak. Asshole. ]

Is there actually any decent food around here? Everything I come across is sweets. [ Yeah, yeah that's a disgusted tone he takes on at the mention of sweets. ] Besides heading into the caves.

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I think there are fish in the rivers, and lake, if you're looking to make yourself a well-rounded meal. [ And she's pretty sure they're not the Swedish kind, but with all that's going on, who knows. It wouldn't surprise her if, the moment that sweet music started to play, all the fish morphed into gummies. ]

Fishing? [ Well, that was certainly a viable option as well. ] Know which shop I can get supplies for that? [ For all the time that Kanda's been stuck here, he's never been completely thorough with the shops.

But god he hopes that he's just not fishing up awkward living gummies. ]

I don't think I've ever seen a fishing pole, or lures in the shops. I know I've seen thin wire in them, though, so you may be able to make your own? [ if he's feeling froggy ]

[ Nnnnn whyyyy. His knowledge on useful survival skills is like...zero. Dammit. ] Just wire and a stick then? And then stick food on the end of it. [ Sounds basic enough, anyway. ]

I am not a fisherman, but I'm pretty sure you'll need a hook to go with the wire, and the stick. [ She's never fished a day in her life but she's been really tempted to start lately. She would love some good fish. Or just good protein in general. ] For bait, there might be worms in the dirt at the park?

Right. A hook. [ Well, he's going to have fun scavenging for one, or something to make into one, at the very least. And sturdy enough to withstand the task. Hoboy. ] There might be. Guess I ought to get digging. [ pause ] Or something.

...You want some help? I've been meaning to put together a fishing pole for myself, anyway. [ So, she might as well, right? As long as he wants the assistance, if not, she won't be bothered. ]

[ Normally Kanda wasn't one to ask for help... but he was sorely out of his comfort zone right now. he could deny and try it, fail miserably and then admit defeat later. Which... would honestly be kind of worse. ] I suppose it couldn't hurt.

Maybe between the two of us, we'll manage to figure this out, and catch a fish. [ She has no issue admitting where her own faults lie. She's never been fishing before, but she knows the basics—mostly thanks to the wonderful world of television. ]

Want to meet by the stores?

[ Honestly neither of them had anything to lose by trying and putting their efforts together. Even though Kanda was typically adverse to the idea, he'd really rather actual food... ]

Sure, sounds good. Won't take too long.

All right, I'll see you then.

[ It takes a good fifteen minutes for her to make it to the shops, but when she does, it becomes clear why she's taken so long: resting on her shoulders are two long branches. Any leaves, and extra branches have been removed, leaving mostly straight rods to use for fishing. ]

Hey, I hope you don't mind, but I made a pitstop. [ She jiggles the branches for reference. This isn't really something she's used to doing, but there's nothing wrong with stepping outside one's comfort zone, especially in this place. ]

[ Kanda couldn't complain about waiting. Not only did he live further out, but he only recently arrived himself. He's eyeing those branches on her shoulders though. Thought ahead, unlike him. ]

I don't mind at all. [ Especially when that's kind of what they were focusing on at the moment anyway. Fishing was both new to them, and they would be doing it from scratch. ] They look sturdy enough. Guess we need to look for wire next?

[ Sharon nods an affirmative. ] That, and a couple of hooks. Or something to make a hook from. Who knows what'll be available.

[ There are more than a handful of stores, and it's not like they're divided up by what they sell; most of them contain a flea market variety of things, so it'll be a bit like searching for a needle in a haystack of useless trinkets. She picks the store closest to them, and enters, holding the door open for him. ]

It'd be nice if the shops were consistent. [ Right in the front, a large cat statue, for no real rhyme or reason. It's hideously brightly colored and Sharon shakes her head as she looks away. ] Or brought in less useless shit.

[ Well yes, but first thing was first. Kanda's mentally letting out a breath as he's glancing over their selection of stores provided. A flea market may have, literally, nearly everything but it was likely their best bet. ...But unfortunately steal most of their time. That was somewhere they could likely head to last.

But he's following Sharon once it's clear she's made a decision, offering no thanks in return for her holding the door open. Well, no one said he had manners...

Though that cat statue does make him stop and stare. Really, Hadriel. Really. ] That's one thing you could call it. [ Yeah, moving on... ]

[ The lack of gratitude doesn't go unnoticed, but it doesn't bother her, either. She's never held manners in that high of regard, except as a child. She runs her fingers on the counters, and shelves as she moves through the tight space. The shop is stuffy, and there's really no sense of organization; a pair of baoding balls on an old, worn pillow; a couple cans of soup in a language she's certain has never existed in her own world; a coil of copper wiring. She picks up the wiring, and unravels a piece of it, and... it's too soft to hold a shape, too weak to puncture the flesh of a fish. She drops it where she found it. ]

You see anything, yet? [ Maybe she should just put in a request to Hope: fishing poles, please, you gigantic dick. ]

[ Manners were overrated, anyway. But he's wandering into a deeper part of the store, moving things about in the hope that there was a hidden treasure that they could use. You know, in the form of sturdy wiring. Sure as hell were a lot of framed canvas art and other various supplies. Also some expired, packaged meat?? Ugh, it stinks. And molded.

He's just going to tug those frames away from that fuzzy green mess, thanks. ] Maybe, if you count wire from frames. [ He's just got to detach them to see if they can hold still. It was difficult to tell with them still attached. ]

[ Sharon peeks her head over the shelves that separate the store into aisles, catching a glimpse of Kanda's dark hair, and the myriad of frames around him. ]

It can't hurt to check them. [ And she returns to pulling things apart, eventually letting out a sharp hah. ] I found fishing wire! [ She shoots her hand into the air, grasping a coil of thin, wispy wire. There isn't a lot there, but it's enough to get them started for sure. ]

All we need is something to make a hook out of. How are those wires looking?

[ Kanda's at least pulling the frames out and laying them out on the display tables so he can get to them individually. He'll look up at the declaration of finding fishing wire. Sweet.

Right, back to the task at hand. He's examining the frames before he's moving to at least detach the glass and/or canvases from the frame itself. He's frowning then at the tight knot the wires have been tied into to keep them from falling apart. ] Going to have to cut them off first.

[ She makes her way through the aisles, and various piles of junk to Kanda, spinning the coil on her index finger. They are only a couple of steps away from fish, Kanda! Fish. ]

I got a knife if you need it?

[ Actual food. God. Even if it's just something as simple as roasted fish.

He's looking over at Sharon as she approaches, cocking his head slightly in consideration. ] It'd be easier to handle than a sword. How sharp is it?

[ She bends at the waist, pulling a kitchen blade from the side of her boot. She offers it, handle first. The edge has been recently sharpened. ]

It'll do the job. [ It's less wieldy than using a sword. ]

[ He's eyeing the blade he's being given for a moment before he's taking it. Yeah, it'll do the job, even if he has to put some elbow grease into it. It was better than a sword. ]

Thanks. [ He'll just turn the knife over and press the blade against the wire, pushing against it and aiming it away from him. Okay he might have to try and saw at it a little but if he can get an indent in there he can likely wriggle the damn thing free. ]

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